[Chorus]
Rich n***a broke n***a dreaming
Sky is the limit but I'm trapped by the ceiling
Don't know where I'm headed but I'm going for a reason
Money on my mind and that's any given season
Cause I been
Rich n***a, Broke n***a
Rich n***a, broke n***a
Rich n***a, broke n***a dreaming
Cause i been
[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning 6:36
Riding down the highway like, ain't this a b**h
Amo on the beat, Jeanius on the mix
From where i sit it's feeling like 36
Damn another 12 hour shift then i lost my job no more 12 hour sh**
Father tried to tell me like father like son dreamchasing I'm feeling a Lil Weezy
I been coughing up bloods from fighting my own demons
On the come up in these navy blue denims ain't talking semen
Hit the ATM 500 to my name, couple dollars and these dreams I'm trying to make change
They trying to break change
That's what happens with big bills from where i sit the whip like a big wheel
The weekends over
I'm feeling like Willie Beamon and that's Any Given Sunday
I could have just stopped believing
Cause i been
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[Verse 2]
Called my girl Up, asked could come i come over
Angel in the backseat devil on my shoulder
And this weight all on my shoulder bought heavy as any boulder
But i probably won't feel it until I'm sober
Wanna know a college kids inner thoughts?
Hm f** Sallie Mae
When I'm finished, she the one getting paid
They slowly lower racism all equally now we slaves
But y'all don't like real so snapbacks and jays
I'm coming at the source I'm talking bout 5 mics
With the drive and the talent I'm talking bout 5 mikes
Like Jordan, Tyson, Jackson, Myers
k**ing sh** ride the wheels off all of these flat tires
Motor on fire, still riding rims
Can't afford to stunt though my life deserves film
Lay my burdens down I ain't talking bout Tim
Jonny Deep depth deep that's nightmares for him
Scott
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[Verse 3]
If sleep the cousin of d**h I
Hope they relate to my vision before I left eye
I had a vision I spoke with biggie and left eye
2Pac Aliyah they leave here A legacy when I die what they'll say of me?
Gary, Indy be like my Bedstye/
So when I close my eyes pray they be bumping my soul through speakers be pumping
Lost it all ask the lord why? Needless to say he didn't hit with a reply
Looking up at the sky
Where I stand I know the devil ain't resting
From a place now where n***as stay testing
Fronting trying to act up
n***as get AKd up
Everywhere that ISTEP a real n***a SAT once
Need a new job so I can't even pack blunts
Young n***a hungry I ain't talking sack lunch (yeah)
Make a meal of these mills
While these fake n***as still claiming real/
[Chorus]
1983
Amo what's up?